The Country of the Pointed Firs
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General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1910 Original Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Subjects: Maine Fiction Fiction / Classics Fiction / Literary Fiction / Psychological Fiction / Westerns Fiction / Christian / General Literary Criticism / Women Authors Travel / United States / Northeast / New England Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of...
MoreGeneral Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1910 Original Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Subjects: Maine Fiction Fiction / Classics Fiction / Literary Fiction / Psychological Fiction / Westerns Fiction / Christian / General Literary Criticism / Women Authors Travel / United States / Northeast / New England Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: IV. AT THE SCHOOLHOUSE WINDOW. One day I reached the schoolhouse very late, owing to attendance upon the funeral of an acquaintance and neighbor, with whose sad decline in health I had been familiar, and whose last days both the doctor and Mrs. Todd had tried in vain to ease. The services had taken place at one o'clock, and now, at quarter past two, I stood at the schoolhouse window, looking down at the procession as it went along the lower road close to the shore. It was a walking funeral, and even at that distance I could recognize most of the mourners as they went their solemn way. Mrs. Begg had been very much respected, and there was a large company of friends following to her grave. She had been brought up on one of the neighboring farms, and each of the few times that I had seen her she professed great dissatisfaction with town life. The people lived too closetogether for her liking, at the Landing, and she could not get used to the constant sound of the sea. She had lived to lament three seafaring husbands, and her house was decorated with West Indian curiosities, specimens of conch shells and fine coral which they had brought home from their voyages in lumber-laden ships. Mrs. Todd had told me all our neighbor's history. They had been girls together, and, to use her own phrase, had " both seen trouble till they knew the best and wors...
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